Ye Piaoling nagged a lot of words in Ning Hongdou's ear, some forgot, some wrote it down, some of these words were only said once, and some of them were nagged repeatedly, as if he was afraid that Ning Hongdou would forget, among them, there was a rule, Ye Piaoling nagged more than a hundred times: "There is a law of hunger in the cultivation world, also called the first law of the sect." ”

"All the cultivators or sects that can survive in the cultivation world are hungry wolves one by one, always in a state of hunger, always foraging for food. Every hungry wolf sneaks through the wind and snow in the mountains, forests and grasslands, and they use their claws to pluck away branches that stand in their way, and they try not to make the slightest noise in their steps, and they must even breathe carefully. ”

"No matter how powerful the sect or cultivator is, they must be careful, because the mountains and forests are full of enemies who are moving forward like it, there are mountains outside the mountains, and there are people outside the people, who dares to guarantee that they will always be invincible?"

"If they find food, these hungry wolves will only do one thing, and that is to pounce as fast as they can, snatch the food, and then quickly hide and wipe out the traces. ”

"Everything has to be done carefully, one wrong step can be doomed. ”

"This is not alarmism. ”

"Because. ”

"Threats are everywhere!"

"Hunger is on the go!"

These words.

Ning Hongdou remembered it, remembered it clearly, but he didn't know it deeply before, and since he left Ye Piaoling's protection, he felt more and more that this was really good.

Ning Hongdou in the night, the smile at the corner of her mouth was very bright, she looked very sunny, harmless to humans and animals, but the ruthlessness of her inner thinking made her feel creepy.

There is no moon at the end of the month.

Black clouds crush the city.

Ning Hongdou took the spring night and the flower bellflower all the way to the Sanjiu Square on the west side of Yonghuan Fang.

Yonghuan Fang in the day and Sanjiu Fang in the night, those are definitely two completely different worlds.

Ning Hongdou had heard of it when he was selling wontons, and the west of Yonghuan Fang was the gathering place of the three sects and nine streams of the entire Shendu Luoyang City, with gambling houses, vendors, green houses, restaurants, beggars, porters, jugglers, poor scholars, and the highest density of ruffians and hooligans.

Anyway, after dark, Sanjiufang is the dirtiest and most vicious place in Luoyang City.

Fighting, robbery and extortion are commonplace here, not to mention Jingzhao Mansion, even the gods of Dali Temple are not willing to go here to handle cases. Because, even if the case is completed, there will be no oil and water in the end, they are all a group of poor and poor rotten people. But this kind of place is inevitable, for example, the nobles above need to find a substitute for the dead ghost or something, this is the best place to go.

The night dark wind kills people, pretends to be taken away directly, and no one will report to the official when the moon goes out.

Those delicate daughters in Luoyang City are forbidden here, as long as they go out, the family will definitely tell them to go anywhere, and they can't go to Sanjiufang.

This is the tumor in Luoyang, it is ugly and dirty, but you can't reach out and cut it off, if you cut it here, it will grow again elsewhere.

Changle Inn has ruffians who go to the door every day to make an appointment, and these ruffians are naturally not the masterminds behind the scenes, but they are the easiest people to find.

Where to look?

The first place that Ning Hongdou thought of was Sanjiufang.

There is no need to screen who really went to Changle Inn, Ning Hongdou believes that as long as she tears a hole, someone will naturally tell her.

Go round and round.

Ning Hongdou finally set his eyes on one place.

It was a narrow and dilapidated alley, and in the middle of the alley, there was a dilapidated warehouse, and the word 'salt' was crookedly drawn on the door panel, which was uglier than a worm.

Standing outside the broken warehouse and listening, it was full of the sound of drinking and punching.

Hua Pingjiao clenched the knife and was about to go in, but was dragged by Ning Hongdou, his eyes glared at the three knives fiercely, and the meaning was self-evident: "Itchy, okay, don't move the knife." ”

Soon.

There was a clanging sound of fighting in the broken warehouse, the fight started abruptly, ended even more suddenly, and not a single cup of tea was used, so it quieted down.

Ning Hongdou didn't move.

Too lazy to do it on a spring night.

It's all the credit of the bellflower, and this little girl needs to vent.

Dragged over a chair, Ning Hongdou sat down steadily, and the bellflower stepped on a drunk, but on a spring night, he fell in love with a stall of good wine next to him.

The drunk man who was trampled on his chest, and there were seven or eight people lying next to him, tall, short, fat and thin, all of them were grinning and crying out in pain.

Ning Hongdou looked inside, bags of private salt, neatly stacked, she didn't have time to talk nonsense tonight, and directly knocked on the handle of the chair: "Which of you is the boss here?"

Except for shouting pain, no one replied.

Ning Hongdou pursed his lips, didn't feel surprised, and said unhurriedly: "Righteous enough, admire, listen to it if you are not drunk." Fang is merciful, if anyone wants to die, he can continue to be righteous and stubborn. ”

picked up a knife on the wine table and gently sharpened his nails: "I don't know if this knife is fast enough, I'll help you count three, if no one speaks, I'll be sorry." ”

No more grinding.

Ning Hongdou directly began to report the number.

"Three. ”

Far from diminishing, the screams of pain on the ground became louder.

"II. ”

Two people quietly opened their eyes, looked at the situation, and continued to cry out in pain.

"One. ”

Well, the counting is over, no one speaks, these ruffians are all beaten from childhood to adulthood, who will really be afraid to count, which one is not the one who does not shed tears when he sees the coffin.

These people are all gambling, gambling Ning Hongdou does not dare to make a dead hand, gambling Ning Hongdou is afraid, and gambling Ning Hongdou is kind by nature.

And then.

They lost the bet.

A cold wind blew.

The three big men who shouted the most were still moaning like acting one moment ago, and the next moment the whole body was a heart-piercing stinging pain, wanting to shout pain, but found that there was no sound in the throat and eyes, and beads of sweat were pouring out.

Ning Hongdou didn't move the knife, she just stretched out her hand and sent out three sword qis, and the sword qi swam in the bodies of ordinary people, which was more refreshing than Ling Chi's execution......

Three counts, three people.

Silence is better than sound.

Fools know that these three silent men are suffering, and it is a kind of torture, and they can vaguely see something moving under their skin.

"Gu worms?"

"It's disgusting!"

The unknown is the most terrifying.

Ning Hongdou smiled shallowly with dimples, and was about to start counting again, but this time, before the first count started, someone on the ground spoke: "Our boss is the third snake head, I went out to pick up the goods, and I will come back in half an hour." ”

The ruffians are not dead soldiers, don't look at them fighting and killing all day long, they seem to be not afraid of life and death, but in fact, they are the ones who are most afraid of death.